Well I´m a rock and roll preacherNot a Sunday school teacherYou ain´t no shady ladyBut I love the way you strut your stuffYou´re a snow queen looking meanTryin´ to make it on the sceneI guess you love it´Cause I always see you hanging´ around

You´re a high ball shooterYou make it easy to seeHigh ball shooterYou sure ripped the low ones off me

A Magnet brought you to meTold me your name was JoYou said you liked my musicAnd you really did enjoy the showNow I want to play pianoBut my fingers don´t agreeThey´re busy on you womanAnd I feel your fingers workin´ on me

You´re a high ball shooterYou make it easy to seeHigh ball shooterYou sure ripped the low ones off me

It´s time to leave you honeyI know you´re feeling sadDon´t you cry now babyYou know that only makes me madI see you everywhere I goEvery town and placeI can´t recall your nameBut I know I won´t forget your sweet face

You´re a high ball shooterYou make it easy to seeHigh ball shooterYou sure ripped the low ones off me´Cause you´re a high ball shooterYou make it easy to seeHigh ball shooterYou sure ripped the low ones off me